A NIGERIAN TEEN FICTION NOVEL.
Mary isn't your typical teenager or your cliche female lead. She is sassy and rich, hot headed and daring.
She transferred to Lekki High school when her family moved to Lagos State.
Unlike her other school where she w...
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"You are just too easy" Mary snickered as she threw Dean's blazer on his face.
An annoyed groan escaped Deans lips when the material landed on his face, he hissed as he removed the clothing from his face.
He stared at the familiar blazer with a blank face and glared at Mary.
"Thank you for the other day, I really appreciate it and I'm sorry for returning this late" Mary said as she handed him his blazer.
"Are you thanking me or mocking my kindness?" Dean asked
"I just said thank you, or was your mind still in the gutters when I was giving you a heartfelt speech?" Mary smirked
"And who is the cause of my mind being in the gutters?! Why did you do that?" Dean snapped.
"Someone is frustrated, too bad Diane is not here to satisfy you" Mary smiled evilly
Dean rolled his eyes at her.
"But on a more serious note, thank you for helping me the other day and lending me your blazer, I really appreciate it" Mary said with a sweet smile.
"You are welcome, I'm actually surprised you returned it so soon, I thought you'll keep inhaling my amazing scent for some more days" Dean replied with a smirk.
"Scent indeed, your annoying scent is not worth inhaling and getting off of, stop deceiving yourself" Mary replied as she made her way to the door.
"Keep lying to yourself mother Mary" Dean laughed as he followed behind her.
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Closing time came and Mary hurriedly walked to the gate alongside Angela, they were chatting and laughing unaware of the hateful glare directed at them.
Diane walked alone for the first time in awhile, as she made her way to the gate she saw the familiar figure of Mary and Angela walking before her and she stared at them with burning anger and jealousy.
She felt angry and bitter at the fact that they both had each other to laugh, fight and lean on while she has no one.
She was jealous of their friendship and closeness. One of the things she wished and craved for but never got.
As she walked she felt loneliness enclosing her and pulling her into a deep hole of sadness.
She watched as Mary walked into her car and a heavy sigh escaped her lips. That was the girl who stole everything from her.
She stole the title and reputation she build for six years within three months without breaking a sweat. She had shattered all her efforts to be on top and be with the one her heart longs for, the source of her happiness and the one who inspired her to fight for what she believed was hers.
Dean was everything to her, he was the one she had dreamed about, the one who comforts her in her times of sadness and puts a smile on her face no matter what. He was her prince in shinning amour and even though she flirts or does whatever with other guys, Dean is the one who owns her heart and Mary stole him from her.
